Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help… — Henry Francis Lyte Comfort Copy Share Image
Teach me. Lord, my true condition; Bring me childlike to Thy knee; Stripped of every low ambition, Willing to be led by… — Henry Francis Lyte Ambition Copy Share Image
Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven; To his feet thy tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Who like me his praise… — Henry Francis Lyte Feet Copy Share Image
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide. — Henry Francis Lyte Darkness Copy Share Image
I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weights, and tearsno bitterness; — Henry Francis Lyte Anger Copy Share Image
I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? — Henry Francis Lyte Foils Copy Share Image
A scrip on my back, and a staff in my hand, I march on in haste through an enemy's land; The road… — Henry Francis Lyte Cheer Copy Share Image
